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New york

Jay z
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[00:09.80] Yeah, I'm out that Brooklyn, now I'm down in Tribeca

[00:13.78] Right next to De Niro, but I'll be hood forever

[00:16.44] I'm the new Sinatra, and since I made it here

[00:19.09] I can make it anywhere, yeah, they love me everywhere

[00:22.28] I used to cop in Harlem – hola, my Dominicanos (Dinero!)

[00:24.67] Right there up on Broadway, brought me back to that McDonald's

[00:27.61] Took it to my stash spot, 560 State Street

[00:30.27] Catch me in the kitchen, like a Simmons whipping pastry

[00:32.92] Cruising down 8th Street, off-white Lexus

[00:35.84] Driving so slow, but BK is from Texas

[00:39.03] Me? I'm out that Bed-Stuy, home of that boy Biggie

[00:41.42] Now I live on Billboard and I brought my boys with me

[00:44.34] Say what up to Ty Ty, still sipping Mai Tais

[00:47.00] Sitting courtside, Knicks and Nets give me high fives

[00:50.19] Nigga, I be spiked out, I could trip a referee

[00:52.59] Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from

[00:57.38] In New York (Ay, aha) (Uh, yeah)

[00:58.44] Concrete jungle (Yeah) where dreams are made of

[01:04.81] There's nothing you can't do (Yeah) (OK)

[01:06.68] Now you're in New York (Aha, aha, aha) (Uh, yeah)

[01:10.12] These streets will make you feel brand-new (New)

[01:13.31] Big lights will inspire you (Come on) (OK)

[01:16.50] Let's hear it for New York (You welcome, OG) (Uh)

[01:22.88] New York (Yeah), New York (Uh) (I made you hot, nigga)

[01:23.67] Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game

[01:25.80] Shit, I made the Yankee hat more famous than a Yankee can

[01:28.73] You should know I bleed blue, but I ain't a Crip though

[01:31.39] But I got a gang of niggas walking with my clique though

[01:34.05] Welcome to the melting pot, corners where we're selling rock

[01:36.97] Africa Bambaataa shit, home of the hip-hop

[01:39.63] Yellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, holler back

[01:42.28] For foreigners, it ain't fair, they act like they forgot how to add

[01:45.21] Eight million stories out there in the naked

[01:48.39] City, it's a pity half of y'all won't make it

[01:50.78] Me? I gotta plug Special Ed, "I Got It Made"

[01:53.17] If Jeezy's paying LeBron, I'm paying Dwyane Wade

[01:56.09] Three dice cee-lo, three-card Marley

[01:59.01] Labor Day Parade—rest in peace, Bob Marley

[02:01.94] Statue of Liberty, long live the World Trade

[02:04.86] Long live the king, yo—I'm from the Empire State, that's

[02:08.31] In New York (Ay) (Uh, yeah)

[02:12.03] Concrete jungle where dreams are made of

[02:14.69] There's nothing you can't do (That boy good) (OK)

[02:18.15] Now you're in New York (Welcome to the bright lights, baby) (Uh, yeah)

[02:22.39] These streets will make you feel brand-new

[02:27.97] Big lights will inspire you (OK)

[02:28.77] Let's hear it for New York (Uh)

[02:30.89] New York (Yeah), New York (Uh)

[02:35.67] Lights is blinding, girls need blinders

[02:38.33] So they can step out of bounds quick, the side lines is

[02:41.52] Lined with casualties who sip the life casually

[02:43.91] Then gradually become worse – don't bite the apple, Eve!

[02:46.84] Caught up in the in-crowd, now you're in-style

[02:49.24] Into the winter gets cold, en vogue with your skin out

[02:52.42] City of sin is a pity on a whim

[02:54.55] Good girls gone bad, the city's filled with them

[02:58.01] Mami, took a bus trip, now she got her bust out

[03:00.66] Everybody ride her, just like a bus route

[03:03.58] "Hail Mary" to the city, you're a virgin

[03:06.76] And Jesus can't save you, life starts when the church end

[03:09.16] Came here for school, graduated to the high life

[03:13.41] Ball players, rap stars, addicted to the limelight

[03:15.00] MDMA got you feeling like a champion

[03:16.87] The city never sleeps, better slip you're a Ambien

[03:19.79] In New York (Ay, ow) (Uh, yeah)

[03:22.70] Concrete jungle where dreams are made of

[03:26.44] There's nothing you can't do (OK)

[03:29.63] Now you're in New York (Uh, yeah)

[03:33.87] These streets will make you feel brand-new

[03:37.33] Big lights will inspire you (OK)

[03:40.78] Let's hear it for New York (Uh)

[03:43.97] New York (Yeah), New York (Uh)

[03:48.22] One hand in the air for the big city (Oh)

[03:51.41] Street lights, big dreams, all looking pretty (Oh)

[03:54.59] No place in the world that could compare (Nah)

[03:56.45] Put your lighters in the air, everybody say

[04:04.69] "Yeah, yeah" (Come on, come on)

[04:05.22] "Yeah, yeah" (Come on)

[04:09.73] In New York (Uh, yeah)

[04:10.80] Concrete jungle where dreams are made of

[04:12.65] There's nothing you can't do (OK)

[04:14.78] Now you're in New York (Uh, yeah)

[04:17.44] These streets will make you feel brand-new

[04:21.42] Big lights will inspire you (OK)

[04:24.88] Let's hear it for New York (Uh)

[04:28.07] New York (Yeah), New York (Uh)